Ancestor, Watch Over Me Chapter 165: Who dug the ancestor’s tomb

The tombstone is nine feet high and three feet wide. It stands in the grass, and the writing on it is mottled and blurred.

Liu Tong walked closer to look, and it was vaguely visible that it read "The Tomb of Liu Fan, the ancestor of Guxian Ancestor Tixiu".

Liu Tong is excited, very excited, this is really the tomb of the ancestors.

At this time, a member of the tribe wondered: "How does the ancestor's tomb look like weeds are growing in disorder? No one has taken care of it for a long time."

"Ah, there is a rabbit nest!"

The older clan member Liu Zhihui smiled upon hearing the words, "On Scorpio Island, the main line of clansmen has long been destroyed, so there is no one to take care of the ancestor’s tomb."

"Come, let's do it together to help the ancestor clean the weeds and repair the tomb, and then we will worship the ancestor." Liu Tong said, everyone nodded, rolled up their sleeves and started pulling weeds.

Hundreds of muscular men quickly cleaned up the weeds and rocks within a few tens of meters around the tomb, but the appearance of the tomb made them a little surprised.

Because the tomb does not look like a dirt bag, but some collapse in the middle, it seems that it has been hollowed out.

"Not good, did a tomb thief have stolen it?!"

Liu Zhihui, an older clan member, exclaimed, and Liu Tong and the other clan members were immediately startled.

Everyone looked around the tomb carefully, and finally discovered a terrible truth-the ancestor’s tomb was dug up!

"The hateful tomb thief, if I meet him, I will break his neck!"

Liu Tong roared, his eyes flushed with anger, and he ordered the people to dig the grave together and re-bury the ancestors.

No shovel, no head, just two big hands full of strength.

"Everyone dig by hand."

"It doesn't matter if the hand is broken, as long as the ancestor can be dug out and buried again, it is a merit."

Soon, the tomb was dug up.

A group of people have soil on their hair, but no one cared, and hurriedly went to see the ancestors in the tomb.

"Huh?!—"

Liu Tong was so startled that he fell to the ground, and the other clansmen looked closer, and his face changed suddenly.

"The tomb is empty!"

"Where is the ancestor?! Where is the ancestor?"

Everyone exclaimed. Some people even dig the soil in the tomb with their hands, because it has been a thousand years, and the ancestors may have turned into soil.

"Impossible, the ancestors are the ancestors of physical cultivation, and their bodies are comparable to divine iron. Even if they are corrupted, there must be some scum." said Liu Zhihui, an older tribe, "at least, the ancestor's skull That’s right, because the human skull is the hardest."

"Yes, I think of our line. Five hundred years after the death of the ancestor Liu Batian, his body is lifelike and never decayed. It was not completely corrupted until a hundred years ago."

"How powerful was the ancestor back then, how could it decay so quickly? It is unreasonable!

"So, I'm sure, someone robbed the tomb and stolen it along with the ancestor!"

Liu Tong analyzed, his eyes flickered.

Which grave thief is it, so rampant, even the corpse of the ancestor is not let go.

"The main line is still too wasteful. As the descendants of the ancestor of physical cultivation, they have been annihilated. Now we can't even find our ancestors."

"If the ancestors are alive in the sky, I'm afraid they will die again!"

Liu Zhihui looked at the empty tomb cavity with a flash of light in his eyes, and said: "The tomb thief who steals the property is hard to find, but the tomb thief who steals the corpse is easy to find."

"The theft of corpses, most of them are people who have special uses for corpses, such as refining clones and puppets. As long as we find such people and follow the vines, we can find our ancestors!"

After Liu Zhihui finished speaking, Liu Tong's eyes lit up. This was indeed a way.

"Go, find a place, change clothes, eat and drink enough to rest, let's act."

"Yes!"

Immediately, everyone left quickly.

In the same place, leaving a tomb that was cut apart, in this barren mountain, it was extremely cold.

They planed the tombs of the ancestors, but did not bury them...

……

Guo Dagang, the suzerain of the corpse-raising faction, has been very upset and disturbed these days.

Because in Tianzhou, he promised Liu Tao that he would report to Liu's house within three days.

He agreed at the time, but after returning to the corpse cultivator, he heard the sect master yelling from the disciple and the beautiful female disciple serving every night. He suddenly became entangled and regretted at the same time.

After returning from Tianzhou, he locked himself in the room and didn't want to go anywhere. He didn't even participate in the Heroes' Meeting. He was hesitant to take his disciples to run away, or to join the Liu family.

Many disciples and elders have homes in nearby villages. If they run away, they will most likely be scattered. When the time comes, there will be no one.

But when he went to join the Liu family, he was really reluctant.

I would rather be chicken head than phoenix tail!

After that, when he heard that a large army of the Yun Dynasty came to kill, he was surprised at the same time, but also a little excited.

Because as long as the war is together, the Liu family will have no time to take care of him, and he even has a little hope in his heart, hoping that the Liu family will be wiped out by the Yun Dynasty in this battle.

However, the news came yesterday that the war was won!

Guo Dagang's disciples who stayed in the chaotic black street came to report. Liu Tao took the elders of the Liu family and returned to the Liu family safely.

Suddenly, Guo Dagang became restless and stayed up all night.

At this time, a knock on the door came in.

"Who? Knock on the door early in the morning?" Guo Dagang asked angrily and opened the door.

"Boom!"

The big fist of the sandbag enveloped him, fast and cruel, with a fierce air.

He didn't have time to react and was knocked out.

"Take it away! Find a safe place to interrogate."

There is a very low voice...

It's been a long time.

Guo Dagang woke up leisurely, feeling dizzy and painful.

He cursed at which **** who attacked him. When he looked up, he found that he was **** in a ruined temple, surrounded by a circle of bald men, staring at him with scorching eyes.

He was shocked, and his legs were clamped~IndoMTL.com~Some terrifying images flashed in his mind for an instant.

"You...what kind of school are you and what are you going to do?!"

Guo Dagang panicked and said, "If you have something to discuss, it will hurt your feelings to fight and kill, and it will be better to settle the matter in a friendly way?"

However, the bald man on the opposite side ignored him, raised his fist, and beat him severely.

The strength of that fist was so powerful that it almost shifted his internal organs, water and blood in his mouth, and his ribs broke. He howled loudly and sternly, begging for mercy, and finally stopped being beaten.

"My fellow heroes, forgive me, if I offend you, please clarify, I will pay a lot of money and apologize!" Guo Dagang cried.

"I ask you, is your corpse-raising school the largest corpse-raising school in a radius of tens of miles?" Liu Tong asked, his eyes cold.

When Guo Dagang heard the words, his eyes rolled, and his mind began to analyze the purpose of the other party's asking this question and what he might want to ask later.

However, when he paused, Liu Tong's fist fell.

"If you dare to move and think carefully, I pulled your third leg!" Liu Tonghan said.

Guo Dagang paled with fright, and hurriedly replied: "Our corpse cultivating school is the largest corpse cultivating sect in a radius of tens of miles, and the largest corpse cultivating sect in the world."

"Where did your body come from?"

"Dug from the tomb of the dead!"

"How to dig?"

"Which house is dead, we will keep an eye on it in advance, register the age, **** and body of the deceased, select a better corpse, wait for the burial, and get the corpse!"

"In the west of Scorpio City, thirty miles away from the outskirts, there is a col covered with sycamore trees. There is a large tomb. Can you dig it?"

"No!"

Liu Tong's eyes were cold, and he waved: "You dare to lie, give me a fight!"